“I told my brother.”
Cain, who had been out of sight, reappeared with a tray of dinner and spoke briefly. He continued to watch me eat, his green eyes difficult to discern.
My liver was too small to ask me to say what I had to say.
The priests put out the fire when the sun went down, and Cain was no exception.
The priest and I lay down in bed together.
"If you need divine energy, just hug me and sleep. You know physical contact is necessary, right?"
I was about to say there was no need to do that, but I nodded slowly. I thought he might be suspicious.
Unlike when my cheeks were swollen, Cain wouldn't know if the divine power was working or not, so I could accept it.
"How long are you going to stay here? If you get caught, you're the one in trouble."
Cain grumbled and hugged me tightly.
"Ugh."
“You must be really sick. You’re making strange noises.”
Didn't you just pull me hard, and it came out on its own?
The priest, who seemed to have never made a strange sound in his life, patted my back with a particularly forgiving expression.
“You are so small and cute.”
He slowly lowered his hand down my back and muttered as he touched my skin with curiosity.
Cain, who had a sharp face but was incredibly innocent, put his hand inside my clothes and touched my flesh.
“I will give you divine power, so think about the part of you that wants to get better soon.”
He, who had been caressing my back, hugged me tighter.
“It feels like your chest hasn’t sunk in at all.”
Of course.
“This won’t work. You really need to take special measures.”
The priest, muttering, quickly pressed our lips together. Contrary to his previous momentum, his lips touched cautiously, and a fresh breath could be felt between them.
“Ugh.”
“Another strange noise.”
That's because you just licked my lips with your tongue!
“Just be patient. It’s all for your benefit.”
Cain, who had been holding my cheek tightly, stuck out his tongue again and tickled my lips.
“Soft and sweet.”
But the priest, who seemed to have forgotten his purpose, whispered with his long eyelashes fluttering.
“Are all lips like this? Or is it just you?”
“Well, well.”
I tried to turn my head, but Cain didn't stop.
“You need divine power.”
He grabbed my chin and turned it, then put his tongue into my mouth again.
No, even if I receive something like that, my heart won't go away, right?
“Hmm, umm.”
Cain, who had been groaning hard, gasped for breath and parted his lips.
“I feel strange.”
If it was weird, he could have just stopped, but he came and kissed my lips again.
I was helpless against the lips that pressed against me without giving me a chance to shout, "Stop it."
The flesh of the opponent who came in without permission is swirling around in my mouth.
The tongue wandering around without thinking gave me a strange feeling, and at the same time reminded me that I was kissing.
Now, it's starting to take on a human form, rather than just a flimsy paper doll.
Ah, I pushed.
"Also..."
“No, I think we can stop.”
I pushed Cain away, licking my lips and tasting my food again.
I thought this guy would be okay because he didn't flinch when he saw me, but in some ways, he's the most dangerous, right?
“I know that divine power doesn’t take effect just by receiving it all at once.”
“That’s true.”
The priest nodded with a bewildered expression and sat up in his seat.
“Why is it like this...”
I closed my eyes, pretending not to notice anything, as I watched his bulge in his front.
I'm going to sleep now. You wouldn't touch a sleeping person, would you?
The warmth next to me disappeared, and I felt relieved and lost my senses.
The next day, as soon as I opened my eyes, I left Cain's room naked.
Fortunately, the escape was easy because the room owner was not there.
"It's crazy!"
I thought the most dangerous thing in the world was Shish, but this place is a real bomb field!
I didn't even dare to go to Bilau's room, so I just wandered around outside.
Since I had already been around a few times, I was able to go around more quickly this time.
“Eek.”
The problem is that more people are walking around than yesterday.
“Hey... they’re all handsome.”
Who set it up like that?
Yeah, me.
Well done, past me!
But I thought it wouldn't be good if I got caught, so I went to the most secluded place possible.
Towards the watchtower on the outskirts of the monastery.
To get there, you have to pass a wine cellar, and when you try to sneak a bottle of wine, the door is locked.
Tch.
I had no choice but to pass by the warehouse. Past the warehouse, I came upon a vineyard. The grapes, laden with ripe grapes, were so tempting that I plucked a bunch.
"Sweet."
In an instant, I devour a whole bunch and even lick the juice that wets my hands.
"Uh."
I made eye contact with someone.
He was a very delicate and innocent-looking man with light blue hair.
He was wearing a white priest's robe, with the sleeves rolled up and fastened for ease of movement.
Judging by the pickaxe he holds in one hand, I think he is the priest who manages this field.
He has a slender build, and his exposed arms have prominent tendons.
“It’s my first time meeting you. Who are you?”
Even the voice asking softly is to my taste.
Who created this man?
Yeah, me.
I clapped my hands inwardly and racked my brain to figure out how to appease this man.
I wasn't at all flustered, perhaps because I had already fooled the librarian easily.
I approached cautiously and gently took the man's hand. The priest flinched, but didn't pull away.
"I am a god who has come to watch over the priests and see if they are diligently practicing. I am only visible to those who are particularly focused on their work."
I spoke in a rather mysterious tone, will you understand?
“I was so tempted by the grapes that I ate them without even realizing it. Did you grow them yourself?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
I caught a strange tremor in the priest's voice. I smiled even more deeply and urged him on.
“Priest, my presence here is a secret.”
"All right."
The priest nodded as if possessed, and I smiled.
Then the priest's face turned red.
Easy to understand reaction.
“Hey, are you still here?”
What was in the priest's eyes was anticipation and longing.
Originally, I was here rolling around in the vineyard with this priest...
So I remember writing that the burst grapes dyed the white priest's robes.
But I'm good... No, my emotions cooled down as I briefly saw someone's face.
“At night, I return to the sky and during the day, I come down to look around.”
“Aha, I see.”
The priest was deceived.
...It seems like I’m only learning the art of deception.
The priest, who had been hesitating, began to carefully touch my hand with both of his.
The librarian's reaction was similar to that of the gardener I saw at Shish's house.
While the lead and supporting actors are much more addicted to and dependent on the female protagonist, they have self-control, while the extras are as captivated and entangled as bees and butterflies on honey.
“Then will I be able to see you again...?”
"Sure."
I continued speaking in a kind tone.
“If you work hard at vineyard farming and carefully make wine to offer to God.”
"Of course! I worship God! I will dedicate myself, body and soul, to vineyard farming as an offering to God. And my winemaking skills are renowned."
“Then can you give me some well-aged wine?”
The priest hurriedly brought three bottles of wine and explained to me.
“This is a 15-year-old wine, and God knows, there was a drought that year.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
"I know that God is telling us, humans who have become lazy, not to forget gratitude. Oh, that's why wine is especially sweet at this time. And..."
We opened each bottle while listening to the priest's explanation.
I drank it little by little and ended up finishing all three bottles.
"I've had some good drinks, so I think it's time for me to go. I'll make one last lap before I leave, so you stay here."
“Yes, I understand.”
The priest, who had knelt before me and kissed my feet, went back to tending the vineyard.
I walked elegantly, worried that he might be following me.
I learned some etiquette briefly, and it's quite helpful.
Cain's room and Bilau's room.
Which of the two is less dangerous?
“It’s better this way since it’s one per day...”
I chose a room in Bilau.
Cain seemed like he was going to cross the line.
The room was empty, and the owner did not return until evening.
"Oh, I didn't know you'd be here so soon. I'll prepare a meal for you."
Bilau brought wine and light snacks, and I, hungry as I was, began to shovel food into my mouth.
Only the food at Magic tower was not tasty, but the food at other places was tasty.
Especially here, even the bread that seems roughly made is delicious.
Bilau, who was sitting next to me, suddenly asked.
“Did you have fun with my brother?”
“What is it?”
If the priest's brightly smiling face seems to have a hard time breathing, is it just my imagination?
“Cain was a good boy, so he would have given his divine power to those who wanted to be healed.”
The priest's rough hands, with a different meaning than those of a sword-wielding man, grasped mine. Each finger slipped between mine.
“Do you know that divine power can only be shared through contact?”
“Oh, really? I didn’t even know that and got angry at Priest Cain.”
“You have received divine power.”
Have you tried it?
I felt the strength in my opponent's hand.
“Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever shared my divine powers...”
Bilau smiled, his eyes forming crescent moons.
“Can I share it with you tonight?”
Cain, who had been out of sight, reappeared with a tray of dinner and spoke briefly. He continued to watch me eat, his green eyes difficult to discern.
My liver was too small to ask me to say what I had to say.
The priests put out the fire when the sun went down, and Cain was no exception.
The priest and I lay down in bed together.
"If you need divine energy, just hug me and sleep. You know physical contact is necessary, right?"
I was about to say there was no need to do that, but I nodded slowly. I thought he might be suspicious.
Unlike when my cheeks were swollen, Cain wouldn't know if the divine power was working or not, so I could accept it.
"How long are you going to stay here? If you get caught, you're the one in trouble."
Cain grumbled and hugged me tightly.
"Ugh."
“You must be really sick. You’re making strange noises.”
Didn't you just pull me hard, and it came out on its own?
The priest, who seemed to have never made a strange sound in his life, patted my back with a particularly forgiving expression.
“You are so small and cute.”
He slowly lowered his hand down my back and muttered as he touched my skin with curiosity.
Cain, who had a sharp face but was incredibly innocent, put his hand inside my clothes and touched my flesh.
“I will give you divine power, so think about the part of you that wants to get better soon.”
He, who had been caressing my back, hugged me tighter.
“It feels like your chest hasn’t sunk in at all.”
Of course.
“This won’t work. You really need to take special measures.”
The priest, muttering, quickly pressed our lips together. Contrary to his previous momentum, his lips touched cautiously, and a fresh breath could be felt between them.
“Ugh.”
“Another strange noise.”
That's because you just licked my lips with your tongue!
“Just be patient. It’s all for your benefit.”
Cain, who had been holding my cheek tightly, stuck out his tongue again and tickled my lips.
“Soft and sweet.”
But the priest, who seemed to have forgotten his purpose, whispered with his long eyelashes fluttering.
“Are all lips like this? Or is it just you?”
“Well, well.”
I tried to turn my head, but Cain didn't stop.
“You need divine power.”
He grabbed my chin and turned it, then put his tongue into my mouth again.
No, even if I receive something like that, my heart won't go away, right?
“Hmm, umm.”
Cain, who had been groaning hard, gasped for breath and parted his lips.
“I feel strange.”
If it was weird, he could have just stopped, but he came and kissed my lips again.
I was helpless against the lips that pressed against me without giving me a chance to shout, "Stop it."
The flesh of the opponent who came in without permission is swirling around in my mouth.
The tongue wandering around without thinking gave me a strange feeling, and at the same time reminded me that I was kissing.
Now, it's starting to take on a human form, rather than just a flimsy paper doll.
Ah, I pushed.
"Also..."
“No, I think we can stop.”
I pushed Cain away, licking my lips and tasting my food again.
I thought this guy would be okay because he didn't flinch when he saw me, but in some ways, he's the most dangerous, right?
“I know that divine power doesn’t take effect just by receiving it all at once.”
“That’s true.”
The priest nodded with a bewildered expression and sat up in his seat.
“Why is it like this...”
I closed my eyes, pretending not to notice anything, as I watched his bulge in his front.
I'm going to sleep now. You wouldn't touch a sleeping person, would you?
The warmth next to me disappeared, and I felt relieved and lost my senses.
***
The next day, as soon as I opened my eyes, I left Cain's room naked.
Fortunately, the escape was easy because the room owner was not there.
"It's crazy!"
I thought the most dangerous thing in the world was Shish, but this place is a real bomb field!
I didn't even dare to go to Bilau's room, so I just wandered around outside.
Since I had already been around a few times, I was able to go around more quickly this time.
“Eek.”
The problem is that more people are walking around than yesterday.
“Hey... they’re all handsome.”
Who set it up like that?
Yeah, me.
Well done, past me!
But I thought it wouldn't be good if I got caught, so I went to the most secluded place possible.
Towards the watchtower on the outskirts of the monastery.
To get there, you have to pass a wine cellar, and when you try to sneak a bottle of wine, the door is locked.
Tch.
I had no choice but to pass by the warehouse. Past the warehouse, I came upon a vineyard. The grapes, laden with ripe grapes, were so tempting that I plucked a bunch.
"Sweet."
In an instant, I devour a whole bunch and even lick the juice that wets my hands.
"Uh."
I made eye contact with someone.
He was a very delicate and innocent-looking man with light blue hair.
He was wearing a white priest's robe, with the sleeves rolled up and fastened for ease of movement.
Judging by the pickaxe he holds in one hand, I think he is the priest who manages this field.
He has a slender build, and his exposed arms have prominent tendons.
“It’s my first time meeting you. Who are you?”
Even the voice asking softly is to my taste.
Who created this man?
Yeah, me.
I clapped my hands inwardly and racked my brain to figure out how to appease this man.
I wasn't at all flustered, perhaps because I had already fooled the librarian easily.
I approached cautiously and gently took the man's hand. The priest flinched, but didn't pull away.
"I am a god who has come to watch over the priests and see if they are diligently practicing. I am only visible to those who are particularly focused on their work."
I spoke in a rather mysterious tone, will you understand?
“I was so tempted by the grapes that I ate them without even realizing it. Did you grow them yourself?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
I caught a strange tremor in the priest's voice. I smiled even more deeply and urged him on.
“Priest, my presence here is a secret.”
"All right."
The priest nodded as if possessed, and I smiled.
Then the priest's face turned red.
Easy to understand reaction.
“Hey, are you still here?”
What was in the priest's eyes was anticipation and longing.
Originally, I was here rolling around in the vineyard with this priest...
So I remember writing that the burst grapes dyed the white priest's robes.
But I'm good... No, my emotions cooled down as I briefly saw someone's face.
“At night, I return to the sky and during the day, I come down to look around.”
“Aha, I see.”
The priest was deceived.
...It seems like I’m only learning the art of deception.
The priest, who had been hesitating, began to carefully touch my hand with both of his.
The librarian's reaction was similar to that of the gardener I saw at Shish's house.
While the lead and supporting actors are much more addicted to and dependent on the female protagonist, they have self-control, while the extras are as captivated and entangled as bees and butterflies on honey.
“Then will I be able to see you again...?”
"Sure."
I continued speaking in a kind tone.
“If you work hard at vineyard farming and carefully make wine to offer to God.”
"Of course! I worship God! I will dedicate myself, body and soul, to vineyard farming as an offering to God. And my winemaking skills are renowned."
“Then can you give me some well-aged wine?”
The priest hurriedly brought three bottles of wine and explained to me.
“This is a 15-year-old wine, and God knows, there was a drought that year.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
"I know that God is telling us, humans who have become lazy, not to forget gratitude. Oh, that's why wine is especially sweet at this time. And..."
We opened each bottle while listening to the priest's explanation.
I drank it little by little and ended up finishing all three bottles.
"I've had some good drinks, so I think it's time for me to go. I'll make one last lap before I leave, so you stay here."
“Yes, I understand.”
The priest, who had knelt before me and kissed my feet, went back to tending the vineyard.
I walked elegantly, worried that he might be following me.
I learned some etiquette briefly, and it's quite helpful.
***
Cain's room and Bilau's room.
Which of the two is less dangerous?
“It’s better this way since it’s one per day...”
I chose a room in Bilau.
Cain seemed like he was going to cross the line.
The room was empty, and the owner did not return until evening.
"Oh, I didn't know you'd be here so soon. I'll prepare a meal for you."
Bilau brought wine and light snacks, and I, hungry as I was, began to shovel food into my mouth.
Only the food at Magic tower was not tasty, but the food at other places was tasty.
Especially here, even the bread that seems roughly made is delicious.
Bilau, who was sitting next to me, suddenly asked.
“Did you have fun with my brother?”
“What is it?”
If the priest's brightly smiling face seems to have a hard time breathing, is it just my imagination?
“Cain was a good boy, so he would have given his divine power to those who wanted to be healed.”
The priest's rough hands, with a different meaning than those of a sword-wielding man, grasped mine. Each finger slipped between mine.
“Do you know that divine power can only be shared through contact?”
“Oh, really? I didn’t even know that and got angry at Priest Cain.”
“You have received divine power.”
Have you tried it?
I felt the strength in my opponent's hand.
“Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever shared my divine powers...”
Bilau smiled, his eyes forming crescent moons.
“Can I share it with you tonight?”
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